IRC-Galleria

complaining about words shouting nonsense to those herds walking by life like buffaloes run by fear no no behind them is the shining light moving moving because just the fun of it, too much life to share and never even tried to live, but fuck him we dont care we just run run until someone is stun or numb because the effort,then we stop to face the light,to ask what is this might,i wonder and i know, it is emptiness as we face the devil, we see what is right,this has to be done,collective heaven,collective hell there we are in the purgatory,consumers crying out the products to fill their empty hearts,it is then said,we have no time,we have no eyes other than outside, inside is blackness and feels like a lump of petrified wood, but hey no shame just pray and you will get something, it might not be god but then again maybe youl find your true heart.